What it Feels Like for a Girl

Girls wear white on their wedding day because it proves they are pure and clean. Clean from the stench of dirty hands and eager dicks that threaten to spoil what was perfectly conceived for that night of awareness.

The unsolved mystery finally calculated to reveal the nature of love and faithfulness.

We grow up to resist the tempted crowd as they wait for the right time to assign the label that depicts a life immersed in the candid thrill of sex, lies and videotape.

I have a friend who loves to triumphantly indulge, but every time the sun comes up — as she shares her activity from the night before — her subtly apologetic demeanor forces me to imagine how the guy she played with is divulging his version of events.

Certainly not with the disclaimer of feeling like the S-word. Definitely not.

Even the most confident and intelligent women can still be intimidated by the forces of seduction that tamper with the complex minefield of what it feels like to be a girl.